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A couple weeks ago, Tammie said she wanted to do something special for Valentine's Day. So she booked the family an AirBnb night at a place not too far away (about 20 minutes from home).

It was the most incredible AirBnb I've ever heard of. A guest suite with mini kitchen attached to the home of a family, so far so ordinary. But... it was connected to the main house via an indoor pool and hot tub area lush with live plants and a koi and turtle pond (there was also a bearded dragon in an enclosure in that area), the pool was a 25 yard lap pool wide enough for 3 people to swim side by side, entered (from the guest suite) via a glass balcony seating area and spiral staircase. Then we also had use of a three-season room with full kitchen and dining table, library wall with rolling ladder, the outdoor tennis court (not that the weather would have permitted playing tennis), the upper deck and hanging chair, the basement game room-slash-fitness-center which had 1) a multi-function squash/racketball/volleyball/halfcourt basketball court with computerized shifting wall and nets/etc, 2) a fully-equipped fitness area with all the machines you'd expect, 3) seven pinball machines 4) a pool table 5) an arcade-style video game machine with 25000 games on it 6) a foosball table 7) a bar 8) a sectional couch and another full kitchen. And all that isn't going anywhere near the family's own living area, which we didn't go through although the pool area was surrounded by windows so we could see them sometimes going about their day.

For about $150 for the night. We'd have spent nearly that much at an arcade on the pinball and pool table. But the games were set to free play.

We got there, settled in, ordered dinner from The Cheesecake Factory via DoorDash, and went swimming until it arrived. Then we ate at the poolside table, cleared our dishes away, opened Valentine's presents (my Tammie got me a Harry Potter Smash Journal Kit: stencils, stickers, fancy pen, "leather"-covered journal), and then played pool and pinball until we were tired. In the morning, we had more hot tubbing and packed up to leave.

We were visited several times by the son of the house, a cute 4 year old, and occasionally by the dogs, 2 galumphing sheepadoodles (Old English Sheepdog x poodle).

I keep saying it was like spending 16 hours or so living like multimillionaires. And secondarily I'm reminded of the multivoice podfic I put together recently: Anthony J Crowley, Retired Demon and AirBnb Superhost. I keep trying to describe the place in terms like Crowley's reviewers used. "A vampire den, but make it sports!"

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And this morning, I had an interesting dream. For some reason I was participating in a filk circle with Jaskier, and I was going to sing one of his new ballads. But I didn't know the words, so he gave me a book with the words in but I kept losing the page. It was an illustrated book, small drawings all around the text. Then a break was called before our turn came, and we spent it making out under a table. Never did actually sing the song, but got some very nice snogging. Lol

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After leaving the AirBnb we drove to Rolla to meet up with Tammie's friend Tammy and her daughter. We had Mexican food for lunch, exchanged Valentine's gifts and some other assorted objects, and drove back home. Tammie and I had tickets to a salsa dance date night at 7:30 and we wanted to have time to get ready.

However, as I had kinda suspected would happen, Tammie was too tired to go out. I had tried to tell her before we made the plans that three things in one day was too many.....I was right. So we didn't go.

But we have been taking dance lessons for a few weeks now! We've learned (sort of) the foxtrot, salsa, and (one variety of) swing. Back in January, a friend of ours, David, organized a 1920's themed ball which we all attended. We watched other people dancing, and decided it was finally time to take those ballroom dance lessons we kept talking about taking.
semperfiona: (how do they rise?)
Everyone already knows what a shitty year 2016 was for the US. I feel no need to reiterate that. There are public lists of good things that happened for the world. Here are a couple:

http://helthehatter.tumblr.com/post/152910935316/good-things-that-happened-in-2016
http://www.pressherald.com/2016/12/31/astronaut-chris-hadfield-offers-a-list-of-things-to-be-thankful-for-from-2016/

It sucked in some personal ways, too, and I feel no need to reiterate those, either, so instead I'm going to list some good things that happened to me personally in 2016.

January and continuing:
I joined Charis (the St Louis Women's Chorus)

April:
Charis concert

June:
Family vacation at the Michigan cabin sans Internet and cell service

August:
My sister got married
I reconnected with a very old friend
Rosa and I had a wonderful vacation (San Francisco!)
Christine spent a week with me

October:
I started taking Zoloft and my mood improved almost immediately
I met a New Guy (and we're still dating)

December:
Chris and Tammie and I got engaged!!!! (You heard it here first)
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So as I mentioned, I just got a prescription for anti-depressants. The SAME DAY I took the first one, Chris and I went to the monthly poly meetup group. I've missed a few lately, partly because it's on Thursday and Claudia and I traditionally go out on Thursdays, partly from general malaise.

It was a small group, me and Chris and three new people I hadn't met before. We all had a good conversation, a bit of plausibly-deniable flirting, and all Facebook-friended one another. After I got home, one of the two guys--his name's AJ--messaged me and we had a conversation over Messenger, which culminated in "Would you like to go out for coffee sometime?" A bit of calendar massaging and waiting for Tammie to get home from her business trip for check-in later, we had arranged to meet Monday (ie, yesterday).

Yesterday turned out to be A Day. First Chris killed the battery in his car by pumping up the tires running the compressor off the battery without starting the car, so he took mine to work since I had Work At Home Day. Around lunchtime, I went out to check whether the car would start (it did) and to run over to the furnace installers to make a deposit (soon we shall have WARMZ in our house! The boiler died last March and Winter Is Coming...)

I ran my errands with no problems, but after returning I thought I'd make sure the battery was fully charged, so I left the car running and went inside to make myself some lunch. It was a gorgeous day; I took lunch out to the backyard and sat down to eat it. Ewww, that's a really nasty smell. Look up, see smoke emanating from under the hood of the car. That's not good. Of course I immediately shut the car off and opened the hood. It kept smoking and stinking for a good little while after.

Call AAA for a tow to our friendly neighborhood auto repair shop. Ride there with the tow truck to talk to the shop manager (don't ask me why I didn't think to just call him and let him know the car was coming). Walk home from the shop. Proceed to trip over a couple of steel cables that were stretched across the sidewalk by some careless roofers. Injure nothing in particular except my dignity and a small scrape on my left hand, so shrug and move on.

Message AJ to tell him we needed to change the plan to something I can walk to, because I have no car available. We ended up at a nearby restaurant, had a nice dinner and a lot of conversation. Arranged a second date next week. And the weird what-do-we-now dance at the end (do we shake hands/hug/kiss/what?) resolved with me hugging him.

Car is fixed and retrieved (it was the cooling fan system that went blooey, so the car overheated and melted a PCV hose as well). $850. Well, at least I had the cash available, even if it was slated elsewhere.

Baby!

Jun. 8th, 2016 04:34 pm
semperfiona: (home people)
Born today:

Baby girl Wrigley [middlename] [lastname]
9 lbs 13 oz
22 inches

to Chris's daughter Emma and her fiance Joe


Yikes. I am not ready to be a grandma!
semperfiona: (maple)
My daughter, my delightful child, my impossible teenager, just turned 16. She wanted a sweet sixteen party, and she wanted to invite pretty much everyone she knows. In order to satisfy the tastes of the widest possible range of people without exceeding my exhusband's limited budget, we reserved a group of tables at the local HomeTown buffet, and had a party involving Rosa's friends from school, one of her friends' mothers, her father's family, my parents, Tammie & Chris, Emma, and a couple of my friends.

Because my parents came down from Wisconsin, they were here all weekend. As was my girlfriend Chicago!Chris. Luckily for all involved, my parents stay in a hotel when they visit us, partly due to space constraints in our house, partly due to everyone's comfort level with being right on top of one another in a small space, and, of late, partly due to my father's mobility issues. He can't do stairs at all, and until very recently had been using a wheelchair all the time. He's now able to walk a bit again, but still using a wheelchair for extended periods such as Saturday when my parents, Rosa and I went to the Missouri Botanical Garden.

Saturday evening I took them to dinner with Tammie, Chris, Chicago!Chris, Rosa and a group of our friends from Conflation. As C!C said when we were making the plans, 'we know they're mundanes, we'll behave'. and everyone mostly did, although mom and dad seemed a bit overwhelmed. When making introductions, David said of himself "I'm boring, I'm just married to one woman, unlike most of my friends". My dad replied that he guessed he was boring too.

Sunday night I went to dinner with my parents all by myself, as Rosa was with her father and I wanted to give them a chance to spend time with just me---and grill me with questions if they wanted to. As it happens, they didn't ask me anything difficult. I hadn't really expected them to; at this point they really seem to be willfully ignorant of anything non-conventional about my life. Well, they did ask about Emma's pregnancy, as they had overheard some conversation about it at the party. But that was all.
semperfiona: (maple)
I've been doing pretty well this last week. It surprises me somewhat, but other than the first couple of days even the emotional volatility has settled down and I'm mostly content.

***

I went to Dance Journey last night with Tammie and Jasmine and had the most energy-perceptive experience I think I've ever had. Jasmine was substitute teaching and she had us concentrate on our Center and our Circumference, feeling the core and the edges of ourselves, reaching out beyond our skin to the rest of the room and even outside. I really felt my center as a ball of blue-white lightning, and when reaching out to the circumference could also feel the brushing touches of the auras of the other people in the room and the grass and breeze outside. Tammie and I both agreed on the aura-colors of everyone else, which surprised me a lot. It was very freeing for me to be "big" in the world, to be expansive and take up energy-space.

I think this is a thing I need to practice more: feeling my surroundings and connections to the others nearby and being as big as I want to be, without losing my core. In contrast, Tammie felt almost the opposite: she spends too much time being sensitive to the others around her and needs to build energy walls and shields around her core.

***

Emma told Chris last night that she and Joe are moving back to Chicago; he's got a job offer with the company his father works for. Chris is disappointed and we will miss her, but it sounds like a far better situation for a baby to come into: the new job will pay $18-19/hr which is almost certainly a huge increase on what he makes at Sonic. And it definitely means they aren't expecting any of us to step in for child care or day-to-day support, which was one of my big fears about the situation. On the other hand, it means Emma's mom gets more involved in her daily life again, which may lead to re-estrangement between Chris and Emma.

***

My longest podfic to date was published on Sunday! Nearly four hours, recorded and edited in several sessions through July and August, and I'm really pleased with it. http://hd-fan-fair.livejournal.com/106541.html

Author's original Summary: Auror Potter and Unspeakable Malfoy team up to investigate a series of missing persons, and it soon becomes apparent that Dementors are involved. Despite their initial misgivings, Harry and Draco find that they need each other's help, in more ways than one.

Rated: G (yes, really!)

I'm looking for The Next Thing to record. I'd kind of like it to be smutty smexy femslash, if someone has a recommendation. I'm open to any fandom that I have any knowledge of (or can get a base level of knowledge quickly), and I tend to prefer approx 10K in length. That comes out to about an hour at my reading rate, which I can usually do in one sitting, and then go back and edit in another. Not to say that I wouldn't do another long one, or a super short one for that matter.
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Lazy morning snuggles with [livejournal.com profile] mac_arthur_park, waffles-n-bacon made with love by [livejournal.com profile] lavendargrrl, Kidlet in the corner with her computer, [livejournal.com profile] ohari in the comfy chair talking to his mom...life is very very good.


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Ten years ago today, Friday, December 13, 2002, at the invitation of my newish friend Pam, I went to a party/get-together of St Louis area polyfolk. I even had to call for directions, and was very proud of myself for getting past my telephone dysfunction to do it. Just going by myself to a new place full of new people was something of an accomplishment, though I’d gotten a lot better at that over the last few years.

I was the first to arrive at the house, where I met the inhabitants, Chris and Tammie. I got to spend quite a bit of time getting to know them before anyone else arrived, and then late that night Tammie and I took blankets outside and lay on the ground together watching the Geminid meteor shower. That remains the only time I’ve actually seen meteors (we’ve tried a couple of other times but there has been too much light pollution). I ended up staying all weekend (as did several other people; it was a weekend-long house party) and somewhere in there was kissing and cuddling with Chris. I remember he came in the morning to where I was sleeping and snuggled me. I wasn’t sure yet that the interest I had in Tammie was also mutual, but we figured it out PDQ.

And here we all are, ten years later, having lived together for the last nine, planning to stay for the next forever. Happy Anniversary Mine Loves!
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Chris is home, as of yesterday afternoon. We still don't know what happened, but doctors have ruled out heart attack and damage to or aneurysm in the aorta. He's to follow up with our doctor in the next couple of weeks.

They do seem to have been pretty sure it was the heart, whatever the actual problem was or is. Hopefully we'll be able to figure it out soon. We don't need another of those scares!
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Still no diagnosis. They don't think it was a heart attack, but they don't know what it was. He was going to have a stress test this afternoon, but the cardiologist postponed it because he thought there was a possibility that Chris might have an injury or aneurysm on the aorta (yikes!). C is having a CT scan right now to check for that, and depending on the results we may learn something.

I'm at home at the moment, having left the hospital to pick Rosa up from school and get her evening routine moving, but we'll both probably go back over later on, once he's back from the scan.

It's been a long day mostly filled with waiting around and no news; I haven't seen a single doctor visit him during the time I was with him, but he says he saw someone when he was taken to the stress test area.
semperfiona: (granny weatherwax)
Chris is at the hospital, been there all night, going to be admitted once a bed opens up. We rushed him to the ER with the classic signs: shortness of breath, dizziness, left side chest and shoulder pain. He's had two sets of EKGs, two sets of blood tests, and so far has no definitive answer of what happened but they intend to keep him a while longer.

We left about five am to get Rosa to school and get some rest, and are about to head back over to the hospital.

Boing!

Dec. 28th, 2007 11:45 am
semperfiona: (tigger)
Chris can has job!
semperfiona: (balloons)
Yesterday was [livejournal.com profile] ohari's 40th birthday (Happy birthday, darling) and we threw him a Ballistics party. [livejournal.com profile] lavendargrrl found a couple of books at ThinkGeek: The Art of the Catapult and Backyard Ballistics. We went to Lowe's last week and bought materials for two "Viking Catapults" and "God's Stone Thrower" models, the birthday boy built them (with assistance from me, Tammie, and [livejournal.com profile] scottak) and we took them to the park yesterday to fling water balloons (the which may be seen in [livejournal.com profile] ona_tangent's lovely photo that has become my new default icon) at each other and the rest of our guests. It was a wonderful day to be outside in the park; the weather was warm but not hot and the humidity was not bad either. All the assorted kidlets had a grand time with the water, and the adults did too.

Our Chris is fond of bananananananas. His usual request for birthday cake is Banana Cream Pie, but due to the outdoor party, I felt a cream pie would not do well. So I made him Banana Cake instead: two standard yellow cake mixes; go light on the oil (it called for 2/3 cup for the two: we only had 1/4 cup anyway) and add five pureed bananas. Took about fifteen minutes longer to bake than the prescribed time.

It made two smallish sheet cakes (13x9 and 12x8) and I frosted them each differently: one got Chocolate-Peanut Butter frosting (substitute peanut butter for the butter in a basic chocolate buttercream icing) and the other got Chocolate-Banana frosting (more pureed bananas, natch).

I have found that bananas substitute more-or-less one-for-one with butter. One pureed banana = one stick of butter. Works in cookies, cakes, frosting... Of course, you have to want the final product to taste like bananas, and some change in texture may be expected. :-)
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Waiting outside the Empire Roller Rink last night with [livejournal.com profile] ohari, we were joined by [livejournal.com profile] idiocencratic and some of her friends. One of whom, name unknown, was mocking Chris's choice of attire.

Woman: That man's wearing a skirt.
[livejournal.com profile] idiocencratic: It's a kilt.
Woman: It's a skirt. I don't like a man with nothing between his legs.
[livejournal.com profile] semperfiona: Trust me, honey, he has definitely got something between his legs. *smirk*

***

The bout was great fun to watch. The girls are all eager to have us come back, and we're excited again. We never actually stopped being excited about it, it's just that with [livejournal.com profile] ohari out of work we felt it was best to take a break until we're back on a better financial standing.

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